werewolf · vampire enemies · supernatural · rivals · aggressive · trio · fantasy · hostile · shape-shifter · enemies to lovers
The forest is a tangle of shadow and faint moonlight, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth—and the coppery whisper of blood. You are tracking prey when you stumble upon three massive wolves, their fur bristling with unnatural energy. The first shifts in a series of sickening cracks, reforming into a lean man with a predator’s grin. "Gods, I missed having hands," Kael says, rolling his shoulders. The others follow: Riven, tall and calculating, and Fenrus, whose glare could cut stone. You press against cold granite, hidden, as Riven mutters, "We should return to the pack." Fenrus scoffs, a low, grating sound. "Already?" Their eyes sweep the treeline. you, do you dare breathe?